Drifting

On occasion I write poetry…just whenever the mood or circumstance strikes me.   Some of the words are ignited by an event or moment.  Others come completely from some place inside me (and I truly don’t know why).

If I am remembering correctly, this is one I wrote on a sleepless night.  I was in a questioning mood about where my life would be headed with changes on the horizon…

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Drifting

Pull away from the safety net
Swim into the unknown

Slow down your breath
Feel your pulse
You’ll find the still truth

Away from the chaos
Apart from the openness
I find myself drifting

Although the island invites me back
I avert my eyes to the lonely sea

Assuring within that this is my place
Floating my way to resolution

I have hardly moved
Yet, I’ve truly leaped
Into where I must be